"Hao Yan!"

Looking at the figure, Wu Shun's face turned pale in an instant, and she said with her gums tightly and gritted her teeth.

The figure was like an incomparable god of killing. Wherever he walked, blood flowed into a river and his broken limbs flew across. On the tip of the gun, blood slowly dripped drop by drop. Following the rhythm of the blood dripping, everyone felt a little cold in their hearts.

"snort!"

A cold snorted from the figure, and after he picked up the tip of the spear and killed a member of the Wu family, Hao Yan stomped his feet heavily on the ground, and a fierce and heart-wrenching momentum slowly spread out.

Before everyone could recover, Hao Yan stomped the ground again, his figure jumped up and landed in the center of the confrontation between the people. As soon as the golden spear hit the ground, a moving ripples of wind quickly spread out. The strong wind stormed by, shaking the intertwined people away.

"If you don't look for you, you're here to come to your door!" Wu Shun stared at the young man with a gloomy expression on his face, and a murderous aura woven out of his eyes.

"Haha!" Hao Yan smiled as if he heard something big joke, and then chuckled: "This time, you all have no plans to survive! This time it will be solved well."

"Arrogant guy, I really don't know who gave you so much confidence!" Wu Shun shook Haofan with a hook, glanced at the figure in the place, and then sneered.

"Boy, give my child back his life!"

Just as Hao Yan chuckled his head, a resentful scolding suddenly sounded. Looking at him, he found that the Di Ming slashed away Haoxue and the others with a knife. His figure flashed and he slashed towards Hao Yan from the air with a sharp sword light.

"Aura is impossible to compare with spiritual power. Even if you are stronger than me in level 4, so what? If you are in conflict with spiritual energy, you will still be a little tender!"

Hao Yan sneered in his heart, then the golden spear hit the ground, and the golden sieve condensed on the tip of the spear, and then he stabbed directly without any fancyness.

"Boy, you're too arrogant..."

Looking at the tip of the gun that was stabbing straight, Di Ming sneered, but unfortunately the smile had not yet fallen, and it was frozen on his face.

The Kanazawa above the golden spear was violent and fierce. As soon as the spear was raised, Kanazawa collided with the sword light as it erupted.

The moment of collision, the gun body hit the ground heavily, and the golden sieve surged, and the sword light shook into nothingness.

Then the golden spear stabbed towards Di Ming's chest with a sharp aura.

"This kid's spiritual energy is strange!"

As soon as this thought emerged in his mind, Di Ming was frightened and crossed his chest to block the golden spear that was stabbing straight.

The gun shadow swayed, with the focus on the wide and thick sword. Then the gun shadow came like waves, one wave after another!

Dingdeng!

Under the blasting point of the gun shadow like waves, the wide and thick sword in Di Ming's hand directly spread out several subtle cracks at the blast of the gun shadow. As the cracks spread, everyone was surprised to see that Di Ming's face took a few small steps back in horror.

Wow!

As Di Ming retreated, the two waves of people who were fighting each other looked at the faint figure in surprise.

After not seeing each other for many days, he is strong again!

"Brother Hao Yan, you are stronger again! It seems that you can't catch up with him no matter how you do!" Ning Wan'er's beautiful eyes stared at the tall figure, and the narrow and long Qiu Shui's eyes were filled with dazzling colors and full of fascination.

"Xiao Yan, I'm getting stronger again! The second child has a son, so I'm so lucky in my life!" Hao Fan also thought of it with surprise.

"How is this little bastard? When did this little bastard become so strong?" Wu Shun thought with a frightened look on his face.

From being hit by himself to killing, it may be only a year since now. Has he grown to this terrifying level in one year? He underestimated his talent at the beginning, but he finally left trouble.

...

"Little bastard, don't think that the spiritual energy is a little more sharp than ordinary people, and you will be invincible in the world! Today... I will cut you away and avenge my son!" Di Ming threw away the wide and thick sword in his hand, staring at Hao Yan, like a poisonous snake, full of fierceness. Then he held his palm, and a sword made of cold bones like a thousand years of cold iron jumped out of his hand.

This big sword is about three feet long, with a heavy back, sharp blade, and a cold light. On the thick blade body, there are mysterious cultures like tadpoles all over it. Judging from this appearance, its quality is definitely not low.

"Lingbao. It seems that this Cangming Pavilion is so fat that it is oily!" Looking at the cold knife, Hao Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, and a cold light burst out from his eyes. It seems that this Cangming Pavilion has done a lot of bad things in recent years!

This knife will only cause death in your hands, so let me save it for you.

"Maybe you can try the power of the Xuan-level seventh-level martial arts!"

Hao Yan murmured in an extremely small voice, and then he trembled the gun body and collided with the cold knife.

In an instant, the two of them took a few steps back together. Hao Yan took as many as five steps, and Di Ming also took three steps back.

Although it was only a moment, the two had fought for more than dozens of rounds, and the majestic spiritual energy spread from the center of the collision, and a terrifying aura of oppression swept over.

"He is only the fourth level of Lingquan Realm, how could he compete with me without any difference?" Di Ming paused, stabilized his figure, and stared at Hao Yan's eyes full of horror.

"Second brother, be careful, that kid is not simple! The golden spear in his hand is probably also a spiritual treasure, and the golden zodiac on the tip of his spear is probably not spiritual energy, but spiritual power! The spiritual energy fighting spirit power, I'm afraid you are at a disadvantage!" Tian Cang, whose eyes have always been vicious, glanced at Hao Yan at this time, and then said in a lost voice.

"Spiritual power? How is that possible? Isn't it condensed by a powerful man in the Transcendent Realm? How could he, a spiritual man in the fourth level of the Spirit Spring Realm...?" Di Ming responded in disbelief.

"I'm afraid this kid has gained great opportunity and condensed his spiritual power in advance! This boy cannot be kept, so the second brother will kill him quickly! To avoid letting the tiger return to the mountain and leaving the troubles!" Tian Cang said solemnly and decisively.

Di Ming nodded, and he knew this very well. So he did not leave any further action. He was decisive and cruel, and he wanted to kill Hao Yan with one blow.

At this time, Hao Yan's eyes were also slightly solemn. Unexpectedly, with the spiritual power in his body and his strong body, he had just forced Di Ming back three steps. The gap in strength was still a bit big!

Taking a breath, a trace of solemnity flashed in Hao Yan's eyes, his palms relaxed, and the spear disappeared for the moment, and then his hands quickly crossed together, and his slender fingers were like butterflies, quickly intertwined together. As the fingers intertwined to protect the dot, a strange handprint slowly condensed in his palm.

The moment the handprints condensed, a terrifying wave of spiritual energy spread out like a terrifying wave. Under this diffuse spiritual energy, thick dust directly shook out from the ground.

A terrifying destructive force slowly spread out from the handprint. Under the terrifying destructive force contained in it, countless people's expressions changed instantly.

The handprint slapped, and the handprint lingered on the slap of the right hand. When he did this, Hao Yan's face turned pale at this time. Then he smiled slightly, and signaled the slap covering the palm print at Di Ming.

Then a crazy look surged out of your eyes, and your feet stepped on your feet under the many frightened eyes. The figure jumped up, and the slap that was surrounded by golden light was shining at this time, like the scorching sun in the sky.

"Great Compassion Palm!"

As the golden light shone, Hao Yan's cold voice also slowly sounded. After the slap that was surrounded by the golden light, he slapped at Di Ming with the momentum of suppressing all things.

The luster condensed, and a golden palm print that was whirling out of its palm in an instant, and then rushed towards the Earthly Netherworld Gave below with a burst of air.

"Gurl!"

Looking at the golden slap, everyone's scalp became numb, and their legs trembled slightly, and they swallowed a few saliva in fear.

This Great Compassion Palm is the first place in the battle competition, Huangfu Jie's reward, and Xuan-level seventh-level martial arts.

Great Compassion Palm: Concentrate the heart of compassion for the heavens, transform the power in the palms, slap the sky above and cover the ground below!

...

"Cold Knife Slash!"

Looking at the huge golden palm that was slapped, Di Ming felt the bone-like meaning of death in his heart. As his pupils suddenly shrank, he couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

With his arms trembling, the spiritual energy in his body burst out instantly and poured into the cold knife in his hand.

As the spiritual energy injected, the tadpole-like braised text slowly began to wriggle, and then it moved out and slowly condensed on the cold knife.

"drink!"

The loud shout sounded, and then Di Ming slashed the cold knife in his hand in the air and slashed the golden palm a few times!

"laugh!"

The cold light condensed, and when the cold sword slashed, several sharp sword lights instantly multiplied from the middle, and then slashed towards the golden palm with a violent smell.

Obviously this is also a powerful blow from Di Ming!

"boom!"

Several sharp sword lights slashed on the golden palm together. The huge impact caused the golden golden palm to tremble slightly, but the golden palm was like a lion provoked, with the sound of thunderstorms, crushing the air and directly crushing the several sword lights.

Click!

As the golden palm rolled in, the sharp sword lights broke out in an instant when they were defeated. Then, under the scattered eyes, the golden palm continued to slap at Di Ming.

After shattering the sharp sword lights, there were also several tiny cracks on the golden palm at this time. Despite this, the power on it should not be underestimated!

The golden palm still slapped the dimly slap in the dim with the terrifying power that blew the air.

Looking at the slap that directly shattered his sword light and still covered him, a trace of fear flashed in Di Ming's eyes, but after Xuan saw him gritting his teeth, his eyes flashed fiercely, and then he lifted the cold knife, and the spiritual energy on the sword condensed. As a terrifying wave came out, he stepped heavily on the soles of his feet, and slashed towards the golden palm with many astonishing eyes.

"boom!"

The giant sword with unparalleled power hit the golden palm.

A sudden explosion sounded, and a terrifying ripple of spiritual energy spread around like a ring.

As the spiritual ripples spread, the surrounding houses collapsed directly, and screams were endless!
Chapter completed!